Ghost of an Ideal Wife Letra

I saw this as my land of milk and honey
While you lived in your stockings and shoes
For a while we were married to the very same bride

All that's left is the ghost of an ideal wife
All that's left is the ghost of an ideal wife

Well now we speak a very different language
Your veil lies yonder in a field of ash
For a time we were married to the same bride

All that's left is the ghost of an ideal wife
All that's left is the ghost of an ideal wife